Home Poems | Examples of Home Poetry

These four walls, how they stifle. How they bind and choke. Their cheap white paint Seems to whisper: Let me go! Is this not a home, Soft and safe, Friend of one and all? But a cell, Narrow and close, Bereft of fresh air, Bidding me stay. Tis danger out there. No, the danger is here, Not to my flesh, More, to my soul. The danger is here, Inside these four...

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So, you think that it’s your fence, you think it belongs to you? You can paint it at your whim whatever colour you choose? But who actually paid for the installation of the timber and concrete posts? We don’t remember seeing you as the bill was settled with the hosts! So you think that using rusty...

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Two guys by a bus stop, and they have nowhere to go. They begin merging plucks and ribbits into a melting comfort. Their destination is the Earth, and sedans honk at them. Red stop sign becomes a resting place for a fellow cellist. Fair lime crickets play along to the weeds, if just for this one moment. And the taste...

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Every day is always such a good day with our good old friend Dave. Every day we are always hanging out in his man cave. Every day we always share secrets we'll take to the grave....

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Focusing on my self; no other filtered out all negative feelings cut ties with deceptive dealings home is calling so don't bother Feeling things that make no sense a little of revenge, guilt, anger, fuss a lot of love, faith, truth, and trust Thinking of things conjuring defense Eliminate thoughts of all others took for granted with misjudgment challenging my truth with argument now stuck in...

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I have my shelter from the elements my haven away from world madness my well of peace and harmony where it’s safe and i feel free within its confines. But really … is it more of a hideout where I ignore the call within to insurrection to rise against injustice or at least to come to the aid of its victims instead...

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Our hearts romanticize the vagabond. To walk away from all that brings you down. It’s true we’re free to get up and be gone. In search of new horizons to be found. Always snipping at the ties that bind us And doing all you would just as you may. Worries can all just be left behind us. ‘Cause in the morn we...

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Inspired by home... Wherever that is for you... Some say home is where the heart is... Home (I hope you'll find your place) By Michelle Morris 24/04/2025 Some say home is where the heart is Some say it's wherever your hat is laid I say home is that special place Wherever you find your way It might be where you...

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When I write of “home”, it’s not them I’m aching from, just the world outside. ...

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The silence stretches, a taut wire across borders, across oceans of unspoken dread. A name whispered in the dry heat, a face etched on worn photographs, a promise hanging heavy in the air. They speak of strategy, of interests, of the intricate dance of power, but I see only an empty chair. The news flickers, a kaleidoscope of...

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Lillian’s Echo Lillian sat in the dayroom’s dim embrace—a survivor etched in time. The air clung to stories, whispered secrets, and the lingering scent of suffering. She, the one-character legend, spun her tales—prose blabber, raw and unfiltered. Born into the system’s cold arms, Lillian emerged onto Brooklyn’s unforgiving streets as an adult. There, she tasted the bitter...

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“Where the Suburbs Meet the Sea” I walked again where I began, past fences worn, where gum trees ran— but now the tide had kissed the land, and waves rolled in like time unplanned. The house was there, but changed in tone, a quiet shell, yet not alone. The breeze...

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The way home2025-04-21 Good afternoon I'm back to where my fortune began the fortune I betrayed by moving away not for any reason that I momentarily thought I could find an easier life a place of clean underwear and breakfast A place where I could sleep to nine that had a café on the first floor and peopled by sure people,...

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May we be blessed that wherever our children’s feet take them in life wherever they happen to roam… those same feet that lead them away from us… will also lead them back home.....

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When the right person is in your Life, they add to your Joy. They don't take away from it. They'll feel like Home. A sweet, new love song... Enjoy! Let Love's Light guide you Home By Michelle Morris 07/04/2025 So many heartbreaks lie unresolved So many hearts cold and alone Yet so many people yearn for Connection They're...

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